'So it's true my son isn't a lost cause and a waste of resources' I thought to myself as I looked at the fetus. Looking at him I try to sense something from him. Magic, nothing. Life-force, there but unresponsive. Soul, there but… odd?
This… this kid has a 50/50 chance of being a success which is to be expected due to what I have exposed him to. I wonder what killed him the first time? Was it the magic exposure? Or the terrigen mist? Or maybe the stimulation of his x-gene? It's hard to tell because all of this has the potential to kill him.
What annoys me though is that this is a one-shot deal. The doctor that I have assigned to aid me explained that they can't make heads or tails if they have genetic make up. Due to this I can't clone him to try again and the likelihood of getting into those fools bed again is nigh-obsolete.
I let out a sigh before walking out not realizing how his eyes followed me out the room.